Snow. I love to play in snow.
But snow loves to stick to my fur.
When I get home, my choices are a warm bath or twenty minutes of Kristina grooming me to get the snow out of my fur.
I really, really, really don’t like a bath, so I choose grooming.
The best part…If I shiver a little and pretend I’m cold, Kristina will wrap me in a towel and give me a hug.
Who would ever choose a bath over that?